☬-Thorn of The Rose-☬ 2x2 W/ Wolfrunner & Spiritstar3

[wolfrunner]

The man nodded before handing over the purchases to Lucas who took them gratefully. “Of course Ms. Always willing to help my customers, please enjoy the fabrics and the rest of what our small town can offer you and the gentlemen.”, the vendor replied.

With purchases in tow, Lucas directed the two of them away from the fabric stall and over through throng of people towards the stall on the opposite side of the street. They moved easily though the street. Each step careful so as to not bump or crash into anybody else by accident.

“You have nothing to fear.”

The eldest Renier replied before suddenly stopping. He pulled Akira back slightly to prevent either of them from colliding with someone walking by before they continued on their way.

“I have the feeling you shall make a fine hostess and you are right....the learning opportunity alone is great. The entertainment value is a little extra. There are a few traditions that you will have too learn before the event is too take place, but especially so with Estella’s dress having to be made, you should have the time. I do not foresee that being much of a problem if at all for you.”

[wolfrunner]

“One should count that as close.”

Eventually the rain had slowed to a few lingering drops falling from the sky and the sun was peeking part way through the clouds. By then the small group had finished their rest and since taken up residence by the fireplace. Rigel reclining back in one of the chairs seeming to rest, though keeping an eye on the girls in secret. Nina had been laying on the floor tracing patterns in the wooden floorboards as though in thought. Or on watch duty. But with the rain having eased up quite a bit, Rigel finally stirred turning to Haruna. He let his arms raise above his head giving a lazy stretch before, “Do you suppose the weather shall behave now?”

[owl0430]

"Her dress will be worth the time spent on it. Anything worthwhile is not quickly or easily acquired, yes? So the time frame will be useful in a multitude of ways.

Of course, your confidence in my abilities is always most welcome, however. " a light laughter from the female.

The streets sure were busy in the part of the town, more so than the areas they'd already been to. Whereas they'd previously been crowded, the streets were now much like walking through a forest path not often wandered. One had to watch every step, dodging the people much like narrowly avoiding a low hanging branch.

" Care to speak of these traditions at all?" She spoke upon their arrival to the sea glass stall. She was still listening, of course, though her wonder could not be suppressed as she gawker at the fineries. This so-called 'sea glass' came in shades of blues and greens, inlaid in an assortment of bracelets, pendants, circlets and more. Some were not even shaped, hung instead in its original state on a string of sorts. There were styles available for anyone and everyone. "Perhaps one of a paler blue, inlaid in silver? Greens are more of Estella's color. " it was more muttering to herself there then an actual statement for discussion.

[owl0430]

" Ah ah, I do beleive I claimed I was a man of very ,few secrets. But yes, admittedly I am taking advantage of that traits of yours. Tis more fun- harmless fun, that is- to watch as you attempt to figure out just who it is. But I'll admit to nothing right now,
even if you were to guess correct. "

The rain was much calmer now than it had previously been. A light drizzle, with a bit of wind yet. It was actually rather peaceful.

" You must acknowledge, however, that I am frustrating for reasons far different than our sleeping beauty here.
He is too secretive with his thoughts and feelings. Not that it's his fault, or that he should feel any shame. Theres endless reasons a vampire could never secretive. For changelings, it's often to blend in amongst humans. Purebloods? Maybe motives to. Further their own agenda. Maybe to hide their weaknesses. But it all comes down to survival. Our secrets keep us alive.

[Spiritstar3]

Konan Semantis- 20- Genderfluid (m)- Ember Infiltrator- Bisexual- his house- Tags: open for now

The dark haired vampire sighed and shook his head. He tried not to worry, but she was panting a lot, and he couldn't help it...He didn't know if pups could die if born too early. Was a week or so too early? Well, it was a little less than a week now. Still, he didn't know how it worked with animals.

Haruna- 18- male- Embere Heir- homosexual; Rigel is crush- Ai and Nina- kitten Dream- manor- Tags: Ai and Nina, Rigel

The dark haired boy hummed and held the girl as she sat in his lap. He looked down to Nina a moment, then to Rigel. He said "I hope so," and nodded to him. "We should go see if the ponies have been brought. Maybe not...that lovely lady probably wanted to wait until after the rain." He called her lovely as a fact, not like romantically or anything.

Ai- f- 4 y- July 12- human- bi when old enough; no crush- sister Nina- wants a pet- Tags: Nina and Haruna, Rigel

The reddish brown haired little one hummed and smiled. She was sitting in Haruna's lap now, though had been on the floor a bit. She said "That lady was lovely!" She then looked up at the two as they continued to talk.

[owl0430]

Off in Runemeth, on the outskirts of the town watched over by the Reniers, Orion had found himself lovely young woman to sate his hunger. He'd met her while wandering about, and had been easy to woo even without the use of his ability. A couple of trinkets and a rose, and she'd been willing to follow him to the outskirts for a picnic.

He'd been careful, too. The location was far enough out that unless he really tried, the youngest Renier wouldn't catch scent of her blood. And he'd been even gentler than he normally would, making sure not to allow a single drop to escape him. The less her blood was exposed to the air, the better.

Should he be caught, they couldn't be too mad, right? Afterall, she was still alive- that was something! He preferred draining any of his meals. Restraint was boring. Yet there he sat beneath an old tree's shade, the woman's form resting against him and supported by his arm.

But at least his hunger was sated for the time being. The hunger, thirst, whatever one wished to call it- was such am endless thing. Even if one had fed, soothing the fire through one's veins, relieving the pain and dryness in one's throat- it was still there. It could never be truly sated, at least that's what most described it as. But to him it was so much more. It was like pursuing something unobtainable- and endless pursuit- a void that could never be filled . And feeding temporarily helped him forget about whatever it was in his life that was missing. Something stolen from every vampire, something only mortals seemed to possess. Some vampires, he heard, could get closer to.truly saying their hunger by feeding on certain particular individuals, but he'd no such luck so far- well, there was one exception, but that wasn't important.

On the other hand, it was truly part of the price one paid for immortality- but one he was more than willing to pay. He loved the feel of the hunger, the ache in his fangs when he longed to feed. Even the thrill of the hunt was intoxicating. All proof of his inhumanity. The frailty and human constraints he'd long since tossed aside.

And all thanks to the progenitor.

Perhaps he was insane to have made the deal that night- no, he was insane. But he'd never admit it. He didn't even feel any regret afterwards.

But that was enough pondering for today. He still needed to check in on little Icarus before Rigel and the prince returned. Check in on his progress, and see how easy it was to sneak in without any of the town's governing family present.

[wolfrunner]

“Hmm...”

Lucas looked at the many lovely wears made of seaglass when they reached the vendor.

“I did not have any wish to stress you out until we returned home, not that there will be any reason for you to do such a thing. I just had no wish to risk it. But since you inquired.... There are a few and the sooner you’re aware of them the better I suppose. Take the guest list for example. Normally an event thrown by one of the lesser noble families would include everyone and everyone, but one such event thrown by our family can go one of two ways...it can include everyone or just the Founders. ‘Twould be best, I believe, to keep things as small as possible for this party. So just the Founders. That would mean the Lords and Ladies, as well as their immediate heirs should there be any so their sons and daughters. If their sons and daughter are wed, they shall bring their spouses and their children. Social gatherings as this are how brethrohales are formed and announced. And we are expected to receive all of our gats naturally....welcome them to the manor and wish them a pleasant time while visiting with us.”

“Another tradition is the first dance. The hosting couple have the first dance which then gives permission to the guests to begin dancing as well, or invites them if you would rather. You will have to learn that.”

[owl0430]

Graceful but curious movements made by Akira as she browsed the wares faltered at thee mention of the founders- particularly that he thought it best for the event's guestlist to be just those families. Up until then, she been both listening and browsing with ease- though her falter had only lasted a mere moment.

But...the founders? As in the founding families? The impression she got of them, especially knowing now that Orion and Esmerelda were of one of such families, was that they were not the most...pleasant company. Plus, with anyone of status at these events, most of the time it was far more than pleasantries- it was like an elaborate game of chess, but everyone was playing their own game. The fact that he mentioned the link between these kind of events and bethrothales just served to prove their point. Individuals and families alike were all trying to further their own agendas, and pleasant small talk could easily be a cover as one tries to pry for information.

"A first dance? How fun! You are a good dancer I hope? " she laughed, having returned to her examining the different accessories. She made no comment on the guest list, deciding he was right- there was no reason to stress right now. The details could be worked out later.

[owl0430]

Turns out it wasn't all too hard to sneak into the building itself. But avoiding the staff? That was another matter due to their sheer numbers. A shame he lacked any of Adrian's ability- it would've made things far easier. He could've just essentially poofed to whichever room Icarus was in.

A feat taking far longer than he'd anticipated, he did finally make it to the young halfling's location. With a small knock on the door, he entered.

Little Icarus? Tis only I."

"Orion?!" Spoke the boy in a quiet but curious voice. Once he'd finally taken notice that it twas truly him, he was greeted by an eager hug. " It been ages since you last visited me! Even the last couple of times Mr. Voss visited, neither you nor Esmerelda were with him!"

" Aye, I'm afraid the two of us have been quite busy.
Afterall, things did change quite a bit since he came back to us as his proper self. "

"That... makes since. You could've at least sent him with a letter then!"

" of course, of course. You're right. Next time, I'll make sure we do just that. In the meantime, it looks like you've been quite busy since I last saw you. Out of the library, living now with the Reniers- say, even whatever it is here you're working on! It looks quite fascinating if you'd care to explain."


" huh? Oh, this!" And so the halfling had gone on to explain to him his latest work. Research, findings, present assumptions, all of it.

And he wasn't happy with what he'd heard.

The boy was far to close to figuring out the progenitors identity- clever little halfbreed. If he kept this up, and somehow actually did figure it out, then in the near future he'd have to-

Adrian wouldn't like that though, oh no, not at all. But he'd deal with the consequences if he had to. It would be worth it in the end if it meant keeping to the plan.

[wolfrunner]

"I'm sure I'll find out eventually even without being nosey. 'Tis just a matter of time is all, and when I do you two had best look out or step up your performances. For seeing your antics fail shall be our first and biggest priority."

Aralynn warned though in sporting humor. While outside it was mostly the left over sounds of wind carried passed the cave entrance. She could still hear the rain, yes, but it wasn't as pounding as before. Letting out a sigh then, the blonde female turned her attention to the sleeping heap in her lap watching his outline and listening to his breaths.

"I know. And I, sort of, understand I think. But that doesn't stop me from hoping that, in time, he'll open up little by little. Though he's probably already been more open then he's used too. And if its survival instinct as you say....."